Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

Inside the earthen house, Zhou Huwa checked all the doors and windows again to make sure not a single breeze got in.

Then, he went to the table and gave Old Zhang another bag of cigarettes.

Old Zhang took a deep drag and slowly exhaled a wisp of white smoke.

"Do you know what he went to do?" Old Zhang asked.

Zhou Huwa nodded, then shook his head vigorously, his eyes fixed on Old Zhang.

"They're just throwing their lives away," Old Zhang said, taking a drag of his cigarette.

Zhou Huwa's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at Old Zhang with a puzzled expression.

"He explained everything to me before he left. This trip is likely a one-way trip, with little chance of survival," Old Zhang said. "He's a fool, really. Why did he have to do this?"

Zhou Huwa shook his head, waved his hands vigorously, and made "ah ah" sounds.

"Have you thought about what you would do if he died?"

Zhou Huwa immediately quieted down, then seemed to have made up his mind, pointing to the wood-chopping knife leaning against the corner of the wall.

"You want to avenge him?" Old Zhang grinned. "There are people all over the world who can be killed, so who are you going to seek revenge on? But this might not be a bad idea. If he really doesn't come back, you can cover me with a black cloth, run into the deep mountains and forests, hide for a while, and then come back."

You've experienced great terror; in fact, it seems quite suitable for the methods of my Three Corpses Sect. Perhaps you'll achieve great things in the future."

Old Zhang exhaled two puffs of smoke from his nostrils: "Now, you can just pray that he comes back alive."

Zhou Huwa turned his head and stared blankly at the gate, as if trying to see through it.

……

Outside Qingniu Pass.

Li Qingshan roared and took a step forward, actually smashing a hole through Zhou Wohu's personal guards.

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Zhou Wohu.

Zhou Wohu was shocked, his smile still lingering on his face: "You, what do you want to do?"

Li Qingshan held the steel knife upside down, reached out and grabbed Zhou Wohu by the collar. His eyes were wide open, his beard and hair bristling, and he roared, "Old thief, come with me!"

The guards surrounded them. Li Qingshan lifted Zhou Wohu in front of him and charged forward like a tank, shouting, "Kill! Kill! Anyone who stands in my way dies!"

The guards' faces changed color, fearing that they might injure the King of the North if they acted rashly.

The crowd was so dense that Li Qingshan managed to break through it.

He gave a whistle, and the little black horse galloped over, raising its front hooves and letting out a long neigh.

Li Qingshan mounted his horse, placed Zhou Wohu on its back, and then raised the black iron spear on the horse, waving it around to force back the guards who surrounded him.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and no one knew what had occurred. The crowd on the periphery was still scrambling to push forward, eager to catch a glimpse of the King of the North.

After a while, the crowd erupted as if hot oil had been poured into cold water.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Quickly, save the prince!"

Wrapped in a cotton-padded coat, Shen Ying felt as if thunder was ringing in her ears, her mind in turmoil, and she couldn't hear the sounds around her at all.

She could only see Li Qingshan from afar, surrounded and charging left and right like a tiger or wolf.

"So, he wasn't after a future, but rather plotting an assassination!"

As the past flashed before her eyes, Shen Ying suddenly realized that he was not someone who was eager for wealth and status. If that were the case, he wouldn't have had to wait until today.

In the distance, Li Qingshan finally broke through the encirclement. He raised his iron spear in the air and roared with satisfaction, "I am Li Qingshan from Huai Shu Po, and I am going today!"

Having said that, he turned his horse around and rode away, leaving his pursuers far behind.

The dignified woman was now trembling with fright. She grabbed Shen Ying and said in a panic, "Who is Li Qingshan? I've never heard of him before."

"I've heard of it." Shen Ying's gaze followed Li Qingshan's back, and she suddenly felt an unbearable heat rising in her chest.

……

A horse neighed outside, startling Zhou Huwa inside. Then, the door was kicked open, and Li Qingshan carried someone in.

Bang!

He threw Zhou Wohu heavily to the ground, picked up the cold water on the table, and gulped it down.

"Did you succeed?" Old Zhang asked.

"We succeeded." Li Qingshan nodded and said, "It was easier than I thought. He probably never expected anyone to make a move against him."

"Bring me a rope and tie him up properly."

Zhou Huwa, unaware of what had happened, quickly handed over a rope to help Li Qingshan tie Zhou Wohu up tightly.

Li Qingshan then checked Zhou Wohu's surroundings again, taking down a jade pendant and a medicine bottle.

Open the medicine bottle and pour out one red pill and one black pill.

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Li Qingshan handed the items he had found to Old Zhang.

Old Zhang examined it carefully and said, "There's nothing wrong with the jade pendant. The red pill in the medicine bottle is for treating external injuries, while the black pill is poison."

Li Qingshan nodded and placed the items in the bamboo basket hanging on the roof beam to prevent Zhou Wohu from touching them.

Zhou Wohu had already surveyed the room when he spoke up, "Qingshan Lang, it's a misunderstanding, all of this is a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to take credit for your work. After this is over, I'm planning to reward you handsomely."

Li Qingshan sneered: "It seems you still don't know what this is about."

As he spoke, Li Qingshan squatted down, staring into Zhou Wohu's eyes, and said, "Those barbarians, you were the one who let them into the North!"

Zhou Wohu's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously avoided Li Qingshan's gaze.

Li Qingshan understood immediately; Zhou Wohu's expression meant that the intelligence he possessed was accurate.

Tiger Cub, standing nearby, was taken aback and froze on the spot.

Although he didn't recognize Zhou Wohu, he could tell from his attire that he was a big shot in the north.

A person of such importance should be protecting the northern lands and driving away the barbarians, so why would he actively invite the barbarians in?

Zhou Wohu calmed down, then suddenly chuckled, "So that's all it was for. Was it worth it?"

"Is it worth it?" Li Qingshan repeated.

"Through this incident, you've proven your abilities. I was ready to promote you; you're resourceful and strong, and your future is limitless. But for such a trivial matter, you've tied me up, throwing away a bright future. I ask you, is it worth it?"

"Do you think this is a small matter?" Li Qingshan said. "Tens of thousands of people were slaughtered, countless others were displaced, and families were torn apart. Do you think this is a small matter?"

"It's a small matter. Compared to the big picture, it's all a small matter." Zhou Wohu stretched his body and leaned against the stove. Although he was tied up tightly, he still had the imposing presence of a sick tiger.

"Do you know how many refugees are sent to the North every day?" Zhou Wohu asked. "Dozens, hundreds, haha... Refugees keep coming in. Does the North have that much food and land? What will happen when tens of thousands of starving people gather together? I'm telling you, chaos will ensue!"